LOL. You proved my point. |
+1000 |
Yeah I agree. I really need to get off this thread but for OP: this experience was really shocking to me because it wasn’t any specific disagreement. It was just a change in relationship- I went from relatively easy going DIL to person who might interfere with me basically over night, and if I did something to trigger that I don’t to this day know what it was. It hurt a lot but now more than a decade later we have a new normal. She’s possibly still mad and seeing me as her opponent but I don’t really think so. I know now she really loved and idealized that newborn period and basically wanted to have it again. She doesn’t seem to miss dealing with tween shenanigans the same way and seems over all to think my kids are great so I can’t really be that bad. Anyway it might get better again, especially if you and DH are a united front. Good luck! |
Dramatic much? |
I think part of the disconnect is generational differences in maternity care, or at least it was in my family. My MIL perceived me on day 1 after baby was born and when I was already home as a woman who had given birth at least 8 days ago, because her birth experience included a weeklong stay in a hospital with a nursery and bottle feeding at night. Not one night in a hospital with a newborn sleeping next to her. So I was still learning how to go to the bathroom and hadn’t slept in 48 hours but she was treating me like someone who’d been rested and bathed and fed 3x/day and slept through the night. |
Omg, you just reminded me of a long-forgotten drive from Boston to Albany with my 3 month old that took 9 hours. It was to go to one of DH’s friend’s weddings, and we didn’t even live in Boston. DH was flying in from a work trip and I had to fly in with DC solo from Chicago where we lived at the time. And then drove straight from the airport. I’ve blocked out details and stops but remember my DH being shocked 45 minutes in that you can’t just feed a baby while you drive. Jackwagon moron. |
A little bit. Maybe some of these are older women who have a harder time. We moved when I was three months pregnant and I didn’t know anyone. I was home alone a lot but we took a lot of walks in our scenic beach town. When my husband came home from work we went to do something outdoors. I slept when he slept and with that was never tired. It was fine with just the three of us. |
So you clearly didn’t have any problems with overbearing in laws coming and making you wait on them, or taking your baby from you when you were trying to feed them, or waking you up when you were napping, or demanding you drive hours and hours to visit them when you were a few weeks post partum. That’s great for you and I’m certainly envious. But calling other women dramatic who 1) DID have these family problems and 2) possibly did have postpartum anxiety and depression that you were lucky enough to avoid, is tone deaf. |
It's one thing to ask for help cooking and cleaning, but this is just b-wordy... |
Umm... and new moms are inexperienced and hormonal. Perhaps everyone should have grace for each other. |
Perhaps because we didn’t allow it. |
So you anticipated that they would not be helpful and didn't invite them/ let them come from the start. That's great to have that foresight. I had that foresight for my second child but was blindsided by PPD/PPA and the total lack of empathy or even basic help from my MIL when she came to visit us that first week. It sucked. I wouldn't have allowed it if I had known better, but , I didn't yet. And it was really terrible for MIL to do it to a vulnerable, crying new mom (which is what I was). Interestingly, I had zero PPD/ PPA with my second and I slept totally fine (in broken up chunks obviously). I felt way better. I could have handled in law craziness, but, thankfully, didn't have to because I'd learned. |
Nope. I said, she isn't coming this year. I cited all the reasons- the taking the baby from my arms when she came into the hospital room and not giving her back when I asked (and I had just had a C section and couldn't get up to physically take her back). The insisting on coming in to visit every day and not leaving when I asked her to because I needed to try to shower or poop or just wanted to sleep (again, it wasn't easy to physically remove her from the hospital room, I was recovering). The staying at our house for a week- which I had been fine with when she offered it! Extra hands! Loving grandma!- and not even doing the bare minimum such as ordering food or emptying the dishwasher once or twice. She came into my bedroom without knocking and would take the baby out of the basinet and tell me "I'll bring her back later! I want my grandma snuggles!" and then ignore my texts to bring her back , making me get up (again- C section recovery) to go find her out on the back deck or wherever she was, to find my own F-ing brand new baby because my boobs were leaking. And of course watching TV, holding my baby, and telling me "I know I'm supposed to help cook and clean but I really just prefer to hold my granddaughter". My husband witnessed some of this but not all of it, and he was adjusting to being a dad too, so it wasn't easy for him to stand up to his mom so unexpectedly. I had no warning she'd be like this. It was partially PPD/PPA but it truly felt on a visceral level that she was trying to take my child. Especially when she'd come in and take her out of the basinet while I was napping and then not respond when I called her to see where my baby was (that only happened once thankfully because I started screaming when I couldn't find my daughter in her basinet). My husband had sort of blacked a lot of it out I guess but I reminded him of it and he called her and told her she couldn't come. Apparently she begged for weeks (I stayed totally out of it, he fielded every single call) and the compromise was, she could come and see the baby but she couldn't touch her because I was still panicked about how she used to take the baby from me all the time last time. I don't regret it at all. She's not more important in the situation here, I'm more important after the birth of my child. |
Still a B move from you. |
Sure. I'll send someone to steal your. baby out of your room while you sleep, after surgery that makes it hard for you to get up and walk downstairs, instruct them to go out in the backyard and not answer their phone when you call them over and over. And I'll ask them to routinely take the baby and say "no, not yet" and turn their backs and leave the room when you ask for her back. Again, making you get up and waddle after her, but she's faster than you because she didn't just have surgery. I'll also ask her to laugh when you get upset and say "grandma is just having baby snuggles! don't over react!" All of this within the first week of you giving birth. And then I'll say, hey, you're pregnant again? She's coming back! Also, please prepare to cook her 3 meals a day and wash her towels. See how un-B like you feel. |